Thirty Four (Rewritten)

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Zera POV

I walked into the house and slammed the door closed before locking it behind me. I went to the kitchen and got a glass so I could get some water. I set the glass on the counter and leaned against it. I didn't do anything but stand there as the events from today ram through my mind.

My grip on the glass tightened. I picked up the glass and threw it at the wall. "UGGHHH! I HATE THEM!" I screamed. "HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME?!" I screamed, throwing another glass. I thought I was over everything that happened but I wasn't. I thought I had made peace with my past and accepted the fact that my "parents" never really cared about me.

But damn I hated them. I hated them so fucking much. Everything that happened to me made me the strong person I am today. I thought I had no hard feelings. But I had a fuck load of hard feelings for those two people. I don't understand why they thought it was okay for them to ask me to come live with them again.

I was so angry at the audacity of that man and woman. I took a deep breath and started cleaning up the broken glass. As I was cleaning up I heard the front door open and close. "Damn, what happened?" I heard a voice ask. "Nothing much. I just broke two glasses." I responded. "Did you drop them?" Yunho asked. "No, I threw them." I answered shortly.

"Do you feel any better now?" He asked. "A little." I replied. It was silent for the rest of the time I was cleaning up the shards of glass. "I just hate what she did today." I let out. I picked up the dustpan and emptied the glass into the trash bin. "How could she possibly think we would agree to going back and living with them again?!" I said. "Like is she fucking dumb?"

"Do you want me to answer that or is it a rhetorical question?" Yunho responded. "We both know the answer to the question. But the audacity they have to literally try and threaten us into living with them again." I said rolling my eyes. "Plus it's not even like were kids anymore." Yunho added. "Aunt Jia would be so fucking ashamed if she saw the shit they were pulling right now." I said.

"I don't think she'd be ashamed. Knowing my mom she would be pissed off more than anything." Yunho chuckled, taking a seat at the table. "Yeah, I miss her a lot." I said, also taking a seat at the kitchen table. "She was really the only mother figure I ever had." I continued, smiling sadly. "She really was amazing, wasn't she?" Yunho replied smiling.  "I wish your mom was my mom. I wish I had never been born into Jazmyne and Minho." I said.

"I know but without the things that happened to you, you wouldn't be who you are today." Yunho said. I knew he was right but it still sucked to have such people as parents. "Are you okay? I saw how your demeanor changed when I mentioned the incident." I asked. "I've mostly gotten over what happened so I wasn't as triggered as I used to be. So I wouldn't say I'm okay but I also wouldn't say I'm not okay, if that makes any sense."

"Yeah, I absolutely understand what you're saying." I chuckled. "I'm sorry I brought it up. I just wasn't thinking when I was going off on her." I said. "You don't have to be sorry for anything. You said all the shit I wanted to." He clarified. "Are you okay? I never knew about the things that happened to you after I left."

"I'm doing as well as I can be. If anything, I'm ashamed that everyone found that out about me the way you all did. During that time I felt nothing but disgust for myself. I still sometimes feel that way." I said. "You know what to you isn't your fault right?" He asked, looking at me with soft eyes. "I know but sometimes I wonder that if I had been the perfect type of child they wanted, would they have still done the things they did."

"I know there was nothing I could do but sometimes I'm just curious about if things could've been different." I clarified. Yunho and I talked about what happened for quite a while. We were just letting out everything we had kept inside ourselves for the longest times. "Well, I'm going to go upstairs so just let me know if you need anything." I said making my way upstairs.

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